Perpetual Soap.

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I almost forgot to post! While I was working out at 24-Hour Fitness Hawaii Kai earlier this evening, I thought about why I was there. It’s because I’m not willing to age into a fat and lethargic old lady. I want my body to feel as young as my mind does. It creaks, though. But I’m really determined to stay healthy so I can have fun, so I can ride my bicycle, so I can swim in the waves, so I can take in the view, so I can gaze at you.

I have a friend from grammar school who has been one of my Facebook friends from the time I joined the social network. In fact, when I was in kindergarten and first grade, John Taylor was THE MAN! LOL. I really crushed on him big time. I doubt he was aware. Most guys I’ve crushed on don’t realize it, so maybe I’m good at hiding my adoration. Even my husband John had no clue until, well, that’s another blog entry.

John Taylor is a survivor. He’s had his lungs replaced with the lungs of a young man from Colorado. John is doing great, and he is forever indebted to this young man and sustains a relationship with his family. 

I doubt I’m the only person in Hawaii who has “organ donor” designated on her driver’s license. I truly believe that if I die and my organs are worthy, they should be placed in somebody who is waiting for an organ. I also think it would be a great thing if my cadaver were put on a slab at the John A. Burns Medical School of the University of Hawaii for medical students to poke, prod, and be amazed by: “Wow! This ole gal was really healthy!”

Friday’s Honolulu Advertiser (premium, paid edition) featured a story about Linda Wong, M.D., a transplant doctor with Hawaii Medical Center (HMC). The center is facing closure, and if it closes, all of Hawaii’s patients waiting for organs will have to go to the mainland for transplants. If they have to go to the mainland, they will have to get at the end of waiting lists in the areas where they go. For many of these people, this could be a death sentence. And what would happen to the organs of people like me? Would they go to the mainland and be used on mainland patients instead of those from Hawaii? I’m afraid so. I do hope that HMC does get to remain open. It is a matter of life and death. Many lives.

Why do I want to be an organ donor? Well, imagine if part of me or parts of me get to live on in other people. I’ll have experienced new things, I’ll be a part of different lives, I’ll make it possible for some people to live on and realize their dreams.

In the shower is a cake of soap within which is a cake of soap that started the whole thing. Every time a cake of soap became a slither, John would meld it into the next bar, and the two would be a marriage of sudsy soap and foam until it was time for a new cake of soap to sustain the bubbly chain. Yes, I use the Doc Bronner’s peppermint (liquid) soap, but, there’s always a cake of soap going on.

Imagine if a part of you were to live on in someone else.